FIBONACCI Verse I :
Every Damn Day It's the same dumb sh*t another hating ass n*gga another faking ass b*tch ya'll can you be mad if you want Ima still do what I want Know You Like to Hate on Me but I still give no f*cks Out Here trynna stack my bucks I suggest you do the same lil n*gga betta not try an swerve in my lane no we ain made the Same you n*ggas sweet like candy canes Im about to
Im about to rase some cane Cuz these n*ggas pus*y mane , y'all still making rookie plays like it's madden or 2k but this Ain no f*cking game mane going down like May Day Ima need that pay today okay driving down the The highway windows cracked puffing Thrack Always on the move just might stop by wholefoods yea you know how I do higher than scooby doo I can't even f*ck Witchu ! you b*tch
SUAVE Verse II :
Hail Marry On The Beat ,
Yea in slanging weed my n*gga
Whatchu need come and shop wit me
Option sweep on the QP if he bout his paper he gone bring it back that's a fact had a cat scan
Money was the only thang on my
Mind yea I grind all the time pin the slide yea I'm
On the RAZ we on top I'm di*king 'er Out you f
Flling her out whatchu' about
I'm from the south Them Choppas
Is aimed atcha house you talking a lot
But you is a b*tch I can't f*ck
Witchu you stacking no loot mad
Cause I'm spitting the truth in the booth
FOREIGN Verse III :
b*tch you irrelevant
If I call her up
She come come through
Suck on me
Throwing shade on my name
For what really tho?
Down to get it
I stick and move militant
Pansy ass n*ggas
Praying I'm falling off
Clutch as f*ck
Hit the shift
Watch me elevate
I just got out
So b*tch I'm a turn it up
On my lemonade mixing that chemistry
Feel like Ludacris
Smoking that yum yum
Weed so loud that I be like
Damn hol up huh?
What's the timeline about when you timeless huh?
And them b*tches want me for the body parts
Pull up on ya like
f*ck was you talking bout
Pull up on em like
b*tch where the f*ck you at?
If it's war then my n*ggas gone light it up
Tables turn now I flex in yo boulevard